Sunday, January 28, 2007

my financial body
is a length
of greased rope
hooked inside love
as the most useful
style of spasm
floods milk
is seizured
largely political holes
will perform for money

*

it’s 10.00 in London
New York & Beirut
which gives you the idea
last night I was a slight &
infected string or circle
inside another person’s
memory twitches in sleep
still largely closed to ‘me’
where ‘m’ punctures ‘e’
below a surge of talk
on how this singular
& infinitely dense ball
would boil & pop
the pronoun cluster is jagged
as ink on the atlas
of time’s collected hysteria

*

permit only
chainsmoking
will keep each
seizure is
a gated community
as ‘I’, would
reproduce digits
in the mouth a
ring of sound the
head makes, glowing
as love is a set
contains hostility
& the sun’s
blind & conformist
aura split
in free dissociation
from this somewhat
limited personality
coughs nervously